Everyday we craft truths from lies, We depend on our own and our own spies. Living life to the fullest, They say it is the way to go, but can be the dullest, Away with no growth. Truth is a perspective only some may know, Some may stay to find out, but others may go. Don’t forget the good, For the bad shall rule, They say they should, For we are what feeds them full. Truths shall be bought, and sought for money, But when lies are real, and people die, it doesn’t seem funny. So please stay calm, For not all is gone, You might just fall, Don’t stay, the road shall not be long. Lie as you will, but make them truths, Be a Satan, and feed them fruits.
